1. Wandering dust covers the empty seat. A lonely account covers an empty bed. Everything is perfect. It hurts those who survive. -Shen Yue's Mourning Poem
2. The beautiful woman will die forever. Hidden worries are followed by the calendar. There is no beauty in the night. The golden mirror is dim by day. -Jiang Yan's Poems of Mourning Room
3. today they are paying me a hundred thousand, and all that I can bring to you is a temple sacrifice. -Yuan Zhen's "Three Sorrow Poems, Part I"
4. Memorizing the lamp and leaving a lingering fragrance, I don't feel like singing at night. -Li shangyin's
5. Old spring should still be brewed in Jisao's grave. There is no dawn at night, who is selling wine with? -Li Bai's "Crying Xuancheng for Good Brewing"